That face in A New Chapter

I have always had a serious look.
It is just part of my genetics I suppose. Lombroso would have a riot with me I imagine.
My grandfather always looked serious and so did my father. I don’t really know much about my great grandfather but I assume he looked similar to me.

I have been bothered about it my whole life. People have always told me the following:
Why are you mad?
Are you upset?
What’s wrong?

I AM FINE. ITS JUST THE WAY I LOOK.

I remember being in 8th grade. During the conference with my parents, a teacher, told my parents that I always looked mad during his class. Ironically, that guy’s class was one of my favorites.

There has just been a handful of people that understood me throughout my life. Specially my face. It makes me feel uncomfortable that no one really gets it.

I am also generally quiet. I don’t have a need to share every aspect of my life. I don’t need to tell people what I had for breakfast or talk about the stupid sweater I bought at the store. I suppose that makes it a nasty combination.

But seriously..

If you know someone who does not smile much or speak much..why not try asking them about themselves. Try to engage in conversation. Just don’t assume they’re bitter fucks.
Say hello, how is your day?, what do you like doing, etc.

Last updated October 18, 2015